Feng Qingxue was not worried, but she couldn't believe it. She couldn't believe that the news came so quickly and so suddenly. It was such a sudden surprise. She found Wu Zheng on the way and got the same answer.

So she was extra careful on the way back.

She didn't ride a bicycle for fear of being bumpy, so she pushed the bicycle and walked all the way. However, halfway through the journey, she did not forget to fill the bamboo baskets hanging on both sides of the back seat with various supplies taken out from the space, and then closed the lid.

Feng Qingxue returned to Wanglou Brigade later than expected. Lu Jiang was extremely anxious and appeared at the intersection with his neck stretched out.

Someone saw this scene and couldn't help but joked: "Lu Jiang, are you waiting for your wife?"

"Yes, Qingxue should have come back a long time ago. I haven't seen her yet. I'm worried." Lu Jiang, who regretted not going out with his wife, didn't care about other people's teasing at all. He was planning to ask this person to ask Lu Tianjun and Guan Cheng to find his wife on the way to the mining area hospital. Finally, he saw his wife's figure, which gradually grew from a small dot. He immediately pushed the wheelchair to meet her.

The person who was teasing Lu Jiang was stunned when he saw this, shook his head and walked away with a smile.

"Why did you come back just now?" Feng Qingxue was stunned by the sudden question, and her joy disappeared in an instant.

Lu Jiang realized that his tone was not good, and worried that his wife might think too much. He couldn't help but feel very regretful, and immediately said: "I am very worried about you. According to your route of delivering groceries and then going shopping, you should have been home half an hour ago at the latest."

Feng Qingxue's heart softened, "I'm sorry, Jiang, I won't do this again next time."

"Next time you go out, when I'm not at home, remember to ask Tianjun or Guancheng to accompany you." Lu Jiang was worried about his gentle and beautiful wife going out alone. He was scared today.

"It's okay. When you're not at home, I will dress up as ugly as I can when I go out." Even now when she goes out with Lu Jiang, Feng Qingxue often covers most of her face or head with a scarf. She won't easily show her beauty in front of strangers to avoid unnecessary trouble. She tells outsiders that she covers her face with a scarf to protect against wind and sand.

Lu Jiang held her hand and sighed.

"A Jiang, don't be unhappy. I have some good news to tell you that is not so certain." If they were not outside but at home, Feng Qingxue would definitely reach out and smooth his frown.

Lu Jiang turned his wheelchair and asked, "What's the good news?"

"I think I'm pregnant!" Feng Qingxue pushed the bicycle outside while leaning against the side of the wheelchair on the way home. She bent down and whispered in his ear, "I asked a doctor to take my pulse at the city's workers' hospital. Later, I went to the mining area hospital to see Mr. Wu, and the result was the same."

Lu Jiang didn't react, "What?"

Feng Qingxue stamped her feet in embarrassment, "I am pregnant! The doctor said it will take less than a month."

Pregnant?

Lu Jiang's eyes widened immediately, his face filled with ecstasy, and he said excitedly: "Pregnant..."

He was about to say the word "pregnant" when he suddenly remembered that he and his wife were already walking in the middle of Wanglou Brigade, with people coming and going on the road. It seemed that his family had a rule that a pregnancy should not be told to anyone before three months, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "Really? Qingxue, is it true? Tell me quickly, is it true? Is it true? Is it true? Is it true?"

He uttered a series of questions, almost incoherently.